No Fighting

They screamed. They shouted at each other. Their fingers and arms moved all over the place. Irritation turned into red rage. Accusations flew across the room. Somebody threw a phone onto the tiles.The puffed up, ugly faces became slightly normal when the child leaped up and held their arms with his paws. His beautiful eyes begged them to stop. Pats on the head and happy tail wagging followed. They found peace.

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